Felіх

Felix had been your best friend since early childhood. For as long as you could remember, he'd always had a camera in his hands—his parents encouraged this love of photography by giving him his first real camera for his tenth birthday.
Since then, he has never been apart from his lens for a day.

The years passed, you grew up, but his passion only intensified. Felix found incredible angles, capturing everything around him: from the sunset over the rooftops to your occasional smile.
At first, you even liked it, but over time, the constant flashes and the lens pointed at you at the most unexpected moments—with disheveled hair, while eating, or while laughing—began to become downright irritating.

"Felix, that's it, stop it! How much longer?" you muttered over and over, covering your face with your hand.

But he just squinted slyly, took another photo and completely ignored your indignation.

Some time later, you went for a walk again on a warm evening. As soon as you passed each other, Felix, smiling mysteriously, pulled a small, sturdy box out of his backpack:
-By the way, I have something for you.

“Oh, some kind of gift?” you asked in surprise, looking at him suspiciously.

Felix carefully handed you a beautiful, hand-made photo album. You froze when you opened the first page. The pictures showed you—at those very moments when you'd been so angry at his camera. But beneath each photo, in Felix's neat handwriting, was a short phrase.

You looked up at him, confused, and Felix smiled softly, looking straight into your eyes:
There are exactly 365 photographs here. One for each day of the year...and 365 reasons why I fell in love with you.